a light drizzle
I've heard people complain
About buckets of rain,
As though rain was sent to destroy 'em;
And you'd think that they're done for
At first sign of a downpour;
And a deluge is there to annoy 'em;
But, as a matter of fact,
The rain doesn't lack tact;
The rain just does what it do;
And though those wet torrents
May be met with abhorrence,
The rain don't care a thing about you.